“What time is it?” inquired the over tired, teen.“Eight, local. Do you want breakfast in the room after your swim or in the restaurant?”“Can...we eat here? I haven’t done any studying in the last couple days.”“That was the point and yes.”“Look mum, that girl still failed her test.” A familiar little girl in yellow called out mortifying my student who was wearing a teal one-piece swim suit, simultaneously entertaining the few present at the pool and mortifying the ‘girl’ in question.“Libby,. Smiling.Cindy sees me sitting here and I raise an eyebrow in question."I am sworn to secrecy, Nikki." And she bounces, yes ... that 'almost a skip' gait that is signatory to a happy Cindy, and she's up the hall before I can reply.Five minutes later I find myself seated at the conference table looking at faces I've become familiar with over the last year. Mizz Aneeta is sitting next to me."Protect me, Mizz Aneeta. I feel awfully vulnerable." You don't have to feel that way," Doctor Embert. .. this sucks, big time,” Andi Whiting offered.“You need me to get you a drink or something, Wushu?” I asked.“No, I’m good ... that way at least,” she half-heartedly chuckled.“Gawd, Girl. I, we, hate this for ya,” Cano replied as she lightly rapped her and Warren’s joined hands on the table a few seats down from us.“Yup, this sucks,” Warren reiterated what a few others had said to Sammy.In the guys’ change room after our PE class to end the day, I let both Shannon and Tracy know that I was good. But the devil had his own plan. In the morning when I woke up my worldhad been turned upside down. My dreams turned into nightmares. I was insome dark room, with my hands and feet tied to a chair and my facecovered in a dirty jute bag. I was in some kind of barn, because I couldsmell the proximity of animal odours. I was kept there for the next fewdays, every now and then someone would come in to feed me(forcibly). Ihad not seen my daughters. Whenever I asked them about their whereabouts,they.